Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1887-03-08
SlCRiHRNTO.

s.. an odd name for girl slactar
en'o. r;rl herself thought as sho
p a A. down beside spring at the foot
0p sotton- wood tree and lazily dropped
mil into the water.
III ought to have been given to boy
wos fit name to give anybody
said quite aloud. But I'm more
| than girl, anyway"
MI. fact was added rather bitterly,
he looked at her brown, rough
i. and her bare ankles, and thought
.ss aboy's work" she had do.
.ud It was hard to believe that this
The best kind Of g life for young
like Sacramento. Here she lived
- for her father was down at the
18th ntb Of the canon all day. The gar
work she was obliged to do, and the
a the cattle fell upon her. 1t was
often that she saw any person but
father. although now and then, in
~ If herself, she came in contact
~ the rude men OF the mining camp
above.
yet SACRAMENTO had her dream, one
4 she scarcely dared own" but it
~ 70 her often as she went about her
3ork.
Che knew that down at Santa Barba-
| and in the towns along the coast, and
far away across wide stretches Of
,Dt;nent to the great east, there were
ia who lived very different from her
= and she dreamed of such life for
erself.
aOh, if I could only go away from
oreln she cried out, almost as one cries
n for help" If could only go down
j, San francisco and go to school there
n single year! All, if l only had
5OO."
| Suddenly there was a step-not of a
nan INIT a horse-on the bank behind
ar and then some one spoke. She
<new the voice without looking up. 1t
ras Pete Larrabee, fellow who lived
kown on Hahnemann's plantation, two
fnes along the trail. He sometimes
lode by. He had not heard her last
lords at all yet strangely enough his
bvn were repetition Of them.
4 give hundred dollars, Sac," said he
ts5oO in gold! Dye want to earn it
Hhers yer chance" and he threw dowr
ID her a bit of paper crumpled into {
ball.
4 She picked it up, and slowly unfold
knc it, ran her eye over it's contents:
$500 REWARD.
The above amount will be paid for in
formation leading to the arrest, dead o.
alive Of Walter Somers who has worked
Efor some time past on Maxwells ranch
Said Somers is about Is years old an(
I5l feet high, rather good looking, will
hight, curly hair, blue eyes and ligh
|moustache. When last seen ne had OIL
a black SLOUGH hat, gray business suit
/ with blue flannel shirt. and boots will
{ red tops marked with the makers name
The name of the county sheriff wa
signed at the bottom of the bill. Sacra
mento, having glanced it through, looke'
Bup.
"He's been a stealin' horses" ex
claimed Pete. SCOT off last night wit
four of Maxwell's best somewheres
4 THAT reward won't do much good
Though. The Regulatorsll lasso hir
and string him up long fore the law'l
{ git started. They're havin' meetir
now up at the Gulch. I tell ye the,
are mad They'll make quick work
k they ketch him. Yer fathers there
Ye needn't look for him home afor
night, much"
Then, after a word or two more, tn
man rode on, and presently Sacrament
4 took up her pail, and with the sheriff
bill still in her hand went slowly up th
bank and across the trail toward th
house, thinking very seriously abor
the $500 all the while.
1t was some hours after this, and til
afternoon sun was going down benin
the tops of the mountains, that Sacri
\ mento, having finished her houseworl
was preparing to sit down on the pore
\ to do her sewing, when she was met
E the doorway by young man she ha
never seen before. And yet he was II
stranger. The girl knew him Instant.
although the sloueh hat was pulle
down over the flaxen hair and blue eye
and the gray pants, torn and mudd,
had been drawn out of the boot-legs s
as to no longer allow the red tops OF tt
boots with the owners name to be seel
f 1t was the horse-thief.
She did not, however, express ar
surprise as she saw him. She was AZ
customed to the sight of rough, ey
men; and at the first glance she ha
fe!t that this one could not be eith'
very wicked or very dangerous. He WI
not much more than lad, and had {
Or of gentleness and good breedir
about him that six months of westel
lie, and the miserable plight he was
at that moment had by no means d
snoyed. He seemed to be short fl
breath, too, and was trembling as if
DAD been running.
nstinctiyely he raised his hand t
ward his hat, and then, bethinking hill
sell, dropped it again.
/ Could You give me something to e
\ and drink" he asked, in q hesitatil
voice. Anything will do. I am We
hungry. II have had nothing to e
since last night"
Come in" said Sacramento, gravel
In her voice there was neither kin
ness nor unkindness, she trying to ref
1e the situation she was in. Come
and sit DOWN."